February 2012
I ran into a patient that I discharged not too long ago. The grandpa can barely speak English but he recognized me and he went on smiling with his pink strolling back pack. I was genuinely glad to just see him up and walking again. I was so unsure of what I was majoring was right for me,but I got a little reminder why I’m doing this in the first place.
It doesn’t take a lot to be happy.